Sleeping At Last

From the SPACE 1 EP as part of Sleeping At Last's Atlas Pproject.

Moon

"Land or Sea" from the February EP. Part of Sleeping At Last's Yearbook project. Visit Sleepingatlast.com for more info.

Land or Sea

From the "Atlas: Land" EP by Sleeping At Last

North

Sleeping at Last - East

Sleeping at Last - Venus

from the ep "atlas" space 1" by sleeping at last.

iTunes

from the "space 2" ep by sleeping at last

Neptune

Жанр: Alternative Rock / Indie Rock 
Исполнитель: Sleeping At Last 
Альбом: Atlas: Space I 

Sleeping At Last - Mars

Sleeping At Last - Earth

Sleeping At Last - West

Life - Sleeping At Last

Song #3 (of 25) in the series, Atlas: Year Two by Sleeping At Last.

SON

show me who i am and who i could be.
initiate the heart within me
'til it opens properly.

slow down, start again from the beginning.
i can’t keep my head from spinning out of control.
is this what being vulnerable feels like?

i swear i'll try, try, try to breathe
’til it turns to muscle memory.
i'm only steady on my knees;
one day i'll stand up on my own two feet.

i’ll run the risk 
of being intimate with brokenness.
through this magnifying glass,
i see a thousand finger prints
on the surfaces of who i am.

show me where to find the silver lining
as the mercury keeps rising,
’til the glass or my fever breaks.

show me how to struggle gracefully.
let the scaffolding inside of me be strong enough
to hold this tired body up once more.

and i will try, try, try to breathe
’til it turns to muscle memory.
i feel the pressure in my blood
building up and liberating me.

so i will try, try, try to breathe
’til it turns to muscle memory.
i'm only steady on my knees.
but one day, i'll stand on my own two feet.

i'll run the risk 
of being intimate with brokenness.
through this magnifying glass,
i see a thousand finger prints

that ran the risk
of being intimate with my brokenness.
i was given a gift of hope 
in a thousand finger prints
on the surface of who i am.

"Saturn" is from "Space" - an album of songs inspired by the planets in our Solar System. Space is a part of the Atlas: Year One music series by Sleeping At Last. 

Saturn

TOUCH

when will i feel this
as vivid as it truly is,
fall in love in a single touch,
and fall apart when it hurts too much?

can we skip past near-death clichés
where my heart restarts, as my life replays?
all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.

i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again.

rain or shine, i don’t feel a thing,
just some information upon my skin.
i miss the subtle aches when the weather changed,
the barometric pressure we always blamed.

all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.

invisible machinery,
these moving parts inside of me
well, they’ve been shutting down for quite some time,
leaving only rust behind.

well i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again,
oh God i want to feel again.

down my arms, a thousand satellites
suddenly discover signs of life.

Atlas  Touch

Taste

New track "Smell" from upcoming release Atlas: Senses

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Smell

some truths, over time, can learn to play nice.
some truths are sharper than knives.
some truths we only see in the corners of our eyes.
some truths we wish we could hide.

some truths can save us,
some take our lives.
some truths are fire
and some truths are ice.

no matter what category you fit into,
truth’s got its sight set on you.

if truth is north
then i am true south.
i can’t figure it out-
God knows.
always looking up
’til my eyes give up.
that’s how i lost touch
of who i am and who i was.

some truths were sewn into our DNA.
some truths unravel and fray.
some truths keep growing taller than giants.
some truths take our breath away.
some truths get tired
the longer we wait.
well, some truths get tired
the longer we wait.

if truth is north
then i am true south.
i can’t figure it out-
God knows
i’m always looking up
’til my eyes give up.
that’s how i lost touch
of who i was.
if truth is north
then i am true south.
i can’t figure it out-
God knows i’ve tried
always looking up
’til my eyes give up.
that’s how i lost touch
of who i am and who i was.

some truths are gentle, forgiving and kind.
some truths are hard to define.
some truths are crooked, with rough edges too,
but some truths wear like comfortable shoes.

some truths are loyal
as the shadows we lead.
some truths are stubborn as gravity.

no matter what category you fit into,
truth’s got its sight set on you.

Sleeping At Last

Swannanoa